Zhiwei accepted the warm and smooth jade pendant, and the slight bitterness in her heart resurfaced.
But she didn't ask much, just softly said "hmm", and kept the jade pendant close to her chest.
"Did you eat Aunt Mao's pastries yesterday?" Chen Ye, noticing the somber mood, tried to make conversation.
"Not good..."
The little girl with dark hair pouted and whispered,
"Zhiwei, if I have something to say, I say it straight, never hiding anything. I only ate one piece, and only that piece was a little bit tasty..."
Looking at his disciple joking around, Chen Ye didn't have much to say.
Since she only ate one piece and said that one was good, how come now she says Sister Qingzhu's pastries aren't good?
Isn't this just left brain attacking the right brain?
Sigh...
Your Aunt Mao, at least, is the only female cultivator around Master worth befriending. You can't really expect Master to hang around you little girls all day, can you?
Another two days passed.
